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Shepherd/The Spirits I Summoned/MAIS NSFW/Knyf Mist
Title: Shepherd
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100 x 2
Characters/Pairings: Hayashi Matori x Kusumoto Yukito
Author's Note: For talisa_ahn because she requested it. Kusumoto as Matori's little pet sheep. XD
Matori took a deep breath and let the fresh mountain air fill his lungs.
This was the best part of being a shepherd really.
Once night fell, he drove the herd together securely by the little hut he was living in and once all the fluffy little white ‘clouds’ were inside, he opened his door to retire.
“Baah!” the fluffiest of the sheep looked up at him with big, brown eyes. It was the only black sheep in the herd.
“Kusu-chan! Want to stay with me tonight? Come on in then,” Matori smiled. He had a soft spot for it.
~*~
When he woke up again, he hadn’t expected to find a head with fluffy black locks next to his. Or well, he did but not a human one that is.
“Woah!” Matori sat up and rubbed his eyes. His mind must be playing tricks on him.
When he looked down again, there was still a human lying next to him though. And the little black sheep he’d hugged the previous night was nowhere to be seen. “Eh?”
The other male opened his eyes and he looked up at Matori. The eyes!
Matori reached over and petted the other’s head. “Kusu-chan?”
Title: The spirits I summoned ("Die Geister die ich rief")
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100 x 8
Characters/Pairings: Yara Tomoyuki x Yamamoto Ryota
Author's Note: WARNING - some blood gore and implications (mature themes). Inspired by the little "Horror Movie" in Takizawa Kabuki where Yamamoto walks around the creepy attic and discovers Taira no Masakado's sword.
Yamamoto coughed and sneezed when a cloud of dust surrounded him. Why was he doing this again? Oh right. Money.
He made his way through the dusty attic and blinked when he seemed to hear someone whisper to him.
One corner was lit by sunlight through a crack in the old ceiling. There was an old samurai armor along with a set of swords. Yamamoto stepped closer curiously.
‘Touch me!’
He blinked and looked up. That voice again. He couldn’t locate its source though. Somehow it seemed to come from the sword. So he hesitantly reached up to touch it.
~*~
A flood of images assaulted his mind and he let out a scream as he was dragged through sceneries of battles and bloodshed. He could feel an echo of the bloodlust burning through his veins. It made it hard to breathe and he staggered back, clutching his head.
He sunk to his knees towards the far back of the room and tried to catch his breath again as the flood of images finally started to dry up.
“You broke the seal and released me. Thank you,” a smooth, dark, silky voice spoke up.
Yamamoto looked up at the warrior fearfully.
~*~
“What do you want here?” Yamamoto asked and backed up against the wall. He was feeling cold and there were goose bumps rising on his skin. The sweltering heat of the summer was long forgotten.
Licking the tip of his sword, the warrior answered, “I’m here to take revenge on those who sealed me.”
“But…They’re long gone!”
“As long as it’s someone from their line of blood I will be satisfied,” the warrior stepped closer and knelt down in front of Yamamoto.
“My body no longer exists in this world, so I will take yours,” he looked into Yamamoto’s eyes.
~*~
Shaking, Yamamoto looked at the shackle around his wrist. It had the shape of a snake, which had wrapped itself around his arm, biting itself in the tail.
“You belong to me now, Yamamoto Ryota. Your body will obey Mamushi no Yara whenever he wills it.”
Yamamoto could feel the cold seep into his very being as the image of the dark warrior vanished from his sight. It was being sucked into him.
“No harm will come to you as long as you do as I say,” Yara’s voice was whispering inside his head now. “Just be a good boy.”
~*~
His life was being turned upside down. Yamamoto would black out suddenly and when he came to again, he was holding the katana in his hand and back in his room. He’d feel out of breath but also strangely excited, adrenalin rushing through his veins.
It had just happened again and he dropped the sword, taking a few steps back. His back hit a cold surface and he whirled around to look at himself in his full length mirror.
“What’s happening to me?” he asked.
His reflection smirked at him and he stumbled back, almost tripping over his own feet.
~*~
The reflection in the mirror showed himself twice. Once himself, lying on the floor and staring in shock at the mirror on the wall. And one more time. The other him was lying on top of him, one leg between his, arms to the sides of his body.
When he looked up, the other him was right there. Real. Or was he?
“What are you so afraid of, Ryota? Who are you afraid of? Yourself?” the other leaned down, whispering.
“You are not me,” Yamamoto croaked weakly.
“If not you, who would I be?”
Yamamoto didn’t know how to answer.
~*~
The appearance of the other him shifted slightly - at least the face and the hair - and then, the next moment, he saw Yara looking down at him. The other was wearing the same clothes as he was though, not an armor or anything.
“We’re joined, Ryota. Entwined. Body and mind. Let’s become even closer. Let our souls unite. Let’s become one,” he licked a trail down Yamamoto’s neck, his knee rubbed the other male’s crotch.
“I’ll make you mine. No, you are mine already.”
It didn’t take long and for the first time, instead of black, Yamamoto’s world went white.
~*~
Blood splattered onto the white paper sliding doors and the severed head rolled off to the side. He’d come and swiftly gotten rid of all obstacles. Now it was time for the main dish. Revenge was near.
His feet did not make a sound as he made his way towards the study.
He drove his sword through his hated enemy. Blood got onto his face but he didn’t care. He stabbed the body again and again and more blood got onto his clothes and skin.
Yamamoto could hear Yara laugh manically. No, it wasn’t the warrior laughing. It was himself.
Title: MAIS NSFW
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Sanada Yuma, Sakuma Daisuke, Iwamoto Hikaru
Author's Note: For flailinginlove based off her drabbles here. They are pure genius. ♥
Sanada, content with his white angel costume, stared at the other side of the room, where team NSFW got their costumes fitted. Not that there was a lot to fit.
Sakuma grinned and bounced over in his pink boots, glitter devil horns and a pink sparkly ‘almost nothing’ that covered only the important bits - not including his ass.
“I’m really excited for our first show, Sanapi,” the other grinned.
Iwamoto walked over and grinned, “Sanapi looks rather ‘excited’, too, I’d say.” He leaned in and whispered to his group mate, “Just wait until Sakuma’s costume malfunctions when he’s pole dancing.”
Title: Knyf Mist
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Kitayama, Fujigaa, Yokoo, Nikaido + Senga
Author's Note: For flailinginlove based off her drabbles here. They are pure genius. ♥ Also inspired by the latest Friday scoop on L'arc~en~Ciel (read about it here).
Management isn’t all that thrilled but the boys are more than amused by the latest issue of Friday.
“Aw, Nika-chan, we could’ve done that!” Senga pouts and Nikaido drags him off with promises to do so much more than that right here, right now.
And Yokoo pinches the bridge of his nose. “So that’s what you were after.”
Kitayama and Fujigaya grin gleefully at the photos. Fujigaya’s not just kissing but LICKING Yokoo’s face in one, piercing visible. And on the other one, it’s Fujigaya’s hand very obviously on Kitayama’s crotch.
“This is how we troll…” they cackle with amusement.
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100 x 2
Characters/Pairings: Hayashi Matori x Kusumoto Yukito
Author's Note: For talisa_ahn because she requested it. Kusumoto as Matori's little pet sheep. XD
Matori took a deep breath and let the fresh mountain air fill his lungs.
This was the best part of being a shepherd really.
Once night fell, he drove the herd together securely by the little hut he was living in and once all the fluffy little white ‘clouds’ were inside, he opened his door to retire.
“Baah!” the fluffiest of the sheep looked up at him with big, brown eyes. It was the only black sheep in the herd.
“Kusu-chan! Want to stay with me tonight? Come on in then,” Matori smiled. He had a soft spot for it.
~*~
When he woke up again, he hadn’t expected to find a head with fluffy black locks next to his. Or well, he did but not a human one that is.
“Woah!” Matori sat up and rubbed his eyes. His mind must be playing tricks on him.
When he looked down again, there was still a human lying next to him though. And the little black sheep he’d hugged the previous night was nowhere to be seen. “Eh?”
The other male opened his eyes and he looked up at Matori. The eyes!
Matori reached over and petted the other’s head. “Kusu-chan?”
Title: The spirits I summoned ("Die Geister die ich rief")
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100 x 8
Characters/Pairings: Yara Tomoyuki x Yamamoto Ryota
Author's Note: WARNING - some blood gore and implications (mature themes). Inspired by the little "Horror Movie" in Takizawa Kabuki where Yamamoto walks around the creepy attic and discovers Taira no Masakado's sword.
Yamamoto coughed and sneezed when a cloud of dust surrounded him. Why was he doing this again? Oh right. Money.
He made his way through the dusty attic and blinked when he seemed to hear someone whisper to him.
One corner was lit by sunlight through a crack in the old ceiling. There was an old samurai armor along with a set of swords. Yamamoto stepped closer curiously.
‘Touch me!’
He blinked and looked up. That voice again. He couldn’t locate its source though. Somehow it seemed to come from the sword. So he hesitantly reached up to touch it.
~*~
A flood of images assaulted his mind and he let out a scream as he was dragged through sceneries of battles and bloodshed. He could feel an echo of the bloodlust burning through his veins. It made it hard to breathe and he staggered back, clutching his head.
He sunk to his knees towards the far back of the room and tried to catch his breath again as the flood of images finally started to dry up.
“You broke the seal and released me. Thank you,” a smooth, dark, silky voice spoke up.
Yamamoto looked up at the warrior fearfully.
~*~
“What do you want here?” Yamamoto asked and backed up against the wall. He was feeling cold and there were goose bumps rising on his skin. The sweltering heat of the summer was long forgotten.
Licking the tip of his sword, the warrior answered, “I’m here to take revenge on those who sealed me.”
“But…They’re long gone!”
“As long as it’s someone from their line of blood I will be satisfied,” the warrior stepped closer and knelt down in front of Yamamoto.
“My body no longer exists in this world, so I will take yours,” he looked into Yamamoto’s eyes.
~*~
Shaking, Yamamoto looked at the shackle around his wrist. It had the shape of a snake, which had wrapped itself around his arm, biting itself in the tail.
“You belong to me now, Yamamoto Ryota. Your body will obey Mamushi no Yara whenever he wills it.”
Yamamoto could feel the cold seep into his very being as the image of the dark warrior vanished from his sight. It was being sucked into him.
“No harm will come to you as long as you do as I say,” Yara’s voice was whispering inside his head now. “Just be a good boy.”
~*~
His life was being turned upside down. Yamamoto would black out suddenly and when he came to again, he was holding the katana in his hand and back in his room. He’d feel out of breath but also strangely excited, adrenalin rushing through his veins.
It had just happened again and he dropped the sword, taking a few steps back. His back hit a cold surface and he whirled around to look at himself in his full length mirror.
“What’s happening to me?” he asked.
His reflection smirked at him and he stumbled back, almost tripping over his own feet.
~*~
The reflection in the mirror showed himself twice. Once himself, lying on the floor and staring in shock at the mirror on the wall. And one more time. The other him was lying on top of him, one leg between his, arms to the sides of his body.
When he looked up, the other him was right there. Real. Or was he?
“What are you so afraid of, Ryota? Who are you afraid of? Yourself?” the other leaned down, whispering.
“You are not me,” Yamamoto croaked weakly.
“If not you, who would I be?”
Yamamoto didn’t know how to answer.
~*~
The appearance of the other him shifted slightly - at least the face and the hair - and then, the next moment, he saw Yara looking down at him. The other was wearing the same clothes as he was though, not an armor or anything.
“We’re joined, Ryota. Entwined. Body and mind. Let’s become even closer. Let our souls unite. Let’s become one,” he licked a trail down Yamamoto’s neck, his knee rubbed the other male’s crotch.
“I’ll make you mine. No, you are mine already.”
It didn’t take long and for the first time, instead of black, Yamamoto’s world went white.
~*~
Blood splattered onto the white paper sliding doors and the severed head rolled off to the side. He’d come and swiftly gotten rid of all obstacles. Now it was time for the main dish. Revenge was near.
His feet did not make a sound as he made his way towards the study.
He drove his sword through his hated enemy. Blood got onto his face but he didn’t care. He stabbed the body again and again and more blood got onto his clothes and skin.
Yamamoto could hear Yara laugh manically. No, it wasn’t the warrior laughing. It was himself.
Title: MAIS NSFW
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Sanada Yuma, Sakuma Daisuke, Iwamoto Hikaru
Author's Note: For flailinginlove based off her drabbles here. They are pure genius. ♥
Sanada, content with his white angel costume, stared at the other side of the room, where team NSFW got their costumes fitted. Not that there was a lot to fit.
Sakuma grinned and bounced over in his pink boots, glitter devil horns and a pink sparkly ‘almost nothing’ that covered only the important bits - not including his ass.
“I’m really excited for our first show, Sanapi,” the other grinned.
Iwamoto walked over and grinned, “Sanapi looks rather ‘excited’, too, I’d say.” He leaned in and whispered to his group mate, “Just wait until Sakuma’s costume malfunctions when he’s pole dancing.”
Title: Knyf Mist
Unit for Points: GANG STAR
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Kitayama, Fujigaa, Yokoo, Nikaido + Senga
Author's Note: For flailinginlove based off her drabbles here. They are pure genius. ♥ Also inspired by the latest Friday scoop on L'arc~en~Ciel (read about it here).
Management isn’t all that thrilled but the boys are more than amused by the latest issue of Friday.
“Aw, Nika-chan, we could’ve done that!” Senga pouts and Nikaido drags him off with promises to do so much more than that right here, right now.
And Yokoo pinches the bridge of his nose. “So that’s what you were after.”
Kitayama and Fujigaya grin gleefully at the photos. Fujigaya’s not just kissing but LICKING Yokoo’s face in one, piercing visible. And on the other one, it’s Fujigaya’s hand very obviously on Kitayama’s crotch.
“This is how we troll…” they cackle with amusement.